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more than a blink of an eye. We noticed that with all of the tall, green fir and pine trees, the mountains we had dreamed about seeing each day were obscured like a white rabbit in the snow.

Each time we discovered a disappointment about the move; we would brush it off and keep watering our green grass. The air was pure as spring water and we did, on occasion, see the breath taking mountain range that surrounded the entire city. Things could only get better, summer was coming and it would warm up and be so lovely that even the people (who we found to have quite a negative disposition), would bloom, expressing their "truly" bright attitude.

Summer arrived, it got warmer and the repetitive, chilly mist each morning gave way to sunny, cloudless skies for the next three months. This pattern however did not start until July and did not bring out any hidden positive behavior from the "natives". I don't know if I expected a magic wand to wave over the area and magically make the people friendlier, the economy less expensive and the shopping better, but now our green grass, appeared to be developing some brown patches.

People, not being as friendly as what we had hoped, made it more difficult to form a foundation for relationships After a year, I made a sad observation; I had not made any close friends, only acquaintances. Now, I have no problem spending time with myself, but 365 days was unheard of. I felt lonely for the first time since our move. We were involved in sports and the school parent association; however, our initiative to meet others was ill received. Little thoughts bored their way into my stubborn brain and I began to give into the idea that maybe, the grass in our old yard, had not been as brown as I thought and actually looked pretty good when compared to our neighbors.

Well, after my epiphany, I was like Dorothy trying to get back to Auntie "M". By now, my husband had taken over the company therefore, he could work remotely from anywhere and the children were ready to pack as well. We soon learned, from a highly emotional, family pow-wow, that we all felt the same way. The kids had made friends, enjoyed the many advantages that we had gotten out of nature, and still gaped at the snow-capped mountains, BUT they would have left the next day on a dime.

You may think that the past two years have been somewhat of a great regret for my husband and me. That couldn't be farther from the truth. We overcame tremendous obstacles, recognized our strengths and took on our weaknesses, and we all made sure we remained connected through that time. All of that alone time provided me with the opportunity to learn water-color painting AND how to apply my welt up creativity into writing. I wouldn't give up the last two years for anything. Yes, sometimes one does need to stray from their, not-so-perfect green pasture, to realize that it wasn't so spotted with weeds after all.

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